Life is like a wild chrysanthemum, the flowers bloom brilliantly
In the autumn of my hometown, on the river slopes and beside the ditch, bright yellow wild chrysanthemums bloomed in clusters, clusters, and clusters... In the steep autumn wind, in sunny places, wild chrysanthemums danced vigorously in the air with their heads held high. Thus, in the autumn fields, on this colorful canvas, wild chrysanthemums bloom peacefully, rendering a touch of light yellow and flowing with a hint of fragrance.
Lu Yang, why do we go to college?
So why do we go to college? Lu Yang asked Li Xiaoyu back!
Lu Yang, we have worked hard for so many years, just because we won't go home to farm in the future!
Xiaoyu, you and I were pretty good in middle and high school, especially you, who was the top student in the school. But in the end, do we just want to live in this small partition of about ten square meters? If we say how much we have contributed to the country, we were lying at that time. Aren't we studying for so many years just to make others look at us and live a better life? But what have we achieved now?
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The full story starts from acquaintance in junior high school, high school acquaintance, falling in love in college until they graduate and work. At the end of the article, although they failed to migrate to Beijing, they gained a slow love. Isn't it also a kind of happiness?
This book is dedicated to the vast number of college students who have been and are serving as village officials, as well as to the millions of rural college students in China.
I can't find accurate data, but I believe that it goes without saying that China is a big agricultural country, so there are many farmers, and there will not be too few college students from rural areas. So I will write a love story about two college students who are the children of farmers.